He wouldn’t take her over his knee and spank her, would he? He had done so playfully during sex and she had liked that but this would be different. This would be a spanking for punishment. Not to mention the way he expected to find her when he walked into the house. Megan pulled on her yoga pants and forced her thick blond curls into a ponytail. Naked but for her panties and standing in the corner, waiting for him. “Oh my God!” She couldn’t think about that. Not now. She’d make him his favorite dinner tonight: lasagna. He’d smell it when he walked in the door and forget all about what he had said. Maybe he would spank her as foreplay but he would forget about punishing her once he saw how she was trying to make it up to him. She grabbed her purse, keys and yoga mat and headed out. She was glad the bakery was closed today. There was no way she would be able to get through a full day of work without Anna catching on to her mood and she couldn’t imagine explaining this part of their relationship to her.
